I was shocked (Shocked!) to discover that my kids, once they stopped using diapers, could generate such monstrous turds without breaking a sweat. Of course, their bowels are young and healthy, and their diets are much, much better than my own. Still, it’s alarming when a sweet little 4-year-old girl can pinch a loaf as long and thick as her arm without complaint.
There’s a comedian from Cape Breton who used to joke that she was going to become a ‘meatatarian’ - only eat meat or cheese - because it was better for the environment.
She’d only have to be go to the privy once a week; think of all the toilet paper she was saving.
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Aw, man…
At least it’s in this thread.
For now, anyway.
I know how “you mutants” operate…
*lolz
Ah man, those things are terrible. Poop just sits there stinking. Releasing its molecules to eventually find their way into peoples’ noses. Not cool.
We had one of those in our campus apartment when my partner taught in the Netherlands. (It was an older building, about to get renovated.)
I hated it so much.
Hurrah! At last some credit given to the Bristol Stool Chart.
(Some friends of mine had a laminated Bristol Stool Chart on the wall of their toilet. Almost everyone who visited asked where they could get a copy).
Two inches across is insane. That’s a poo from an animal that has a much larger anal sphincter than a human’s. Like a cow, or a tiger.
Although diameter means two completely different things in math. And I have the feeling that they’re treating poo as a cylinder, where a diameter would really be an approximate circumference, and not it’s actual diameter.
No kidding
Wow! Judging from a GIS, Bristol Stool Chart cakes are a thing.
As someone living in Bristol, I’m erm, conflicted, that we’re famous for our poo measuring.
Personally I vary from 6 to 2 from week to week. I blame my appendicitis, I was comfortably regular before that.
My 15 month old already has me whipped in the diameter and consistency department. She takes after her mother, who could eat a bag of nails and gunpowder and still drop a 100/100 type 4 any day of the week (well, actually exactly every other day). Judging from what I saw this morning in her little potty, her old man at least has her beat in the ability to properly masticate and digest edamame, so that’s something.
To the Victory thread!
Alas. My resolution to turn over a new leaf lasted all of three hours. I tried having steamed chicken and veggies for lunch. But then I was still hungry. So I went across the street to the Dog Haus for a double cheeseburger, tater tots, and a chocolate shake.
And yes indeed: leftover Little Caesar’s pepperoni pizza for dinner. You know me too well.
Maybe this is a cry for help.
But anyway, Mister Teenybutt, a 2-inch diameter turd is neither unhealthy nor freakishly huge. Get thee to some leafy greens!